Norma Egan - Teacher turns on

"You what?" Jane gasped, bunting into tern of shame. "You promised you wouldn't tell."

Kirk leaped out of his chair and gave her a sharp smack across the face. "Cut the tears and shut up," he ordered. "Just do what I tell you. We want a nice strip show, and we're gonna get it – unless you want, worse."

Jane got the message. Crying softly, she reached for the belt of her negligee. Joey grinned delightedly and got up to turn some loud rock music on the radio. He flopped back in his chair and started licking his thin lips as he watched Jane untie her gown. His leering look seemed dirty and defiling to her.

"Hey, teach, dance while you're stripping," Kirk said. "Give us a good show."

Jane obeyed, swaying to the music as she untied her belt and let her long filmy negligee slip open. The boys exchanged eager grins. Trembling with embarrassment, Jane let the gown slip off her shoulders, and it descended in a slow cloud to her feet. She danced out of it wearing only her bra and panties and high-heeled slippers.

"Hey, pretty nice," Joey said.

"You ain't seen nothing yet," Kirk assured him. "She's got a fantastic body."

Jane had never felt so humiliated in her life. She'd thought Kirk had already put her through all the shame she'd ever know, but she hadn't reckoned with his perverted mind. She'd never dreamed he'd bring along an audience. The boys' leering eyes and malicious laughter increased her mortification. To gain time, she very slowly kicked off her shoes as she swayed to the music.

"Now the bra, teacher," Kirk purred.

Jane wanted to beg him to let her go, but she knew it would do no good. He was intent on humiliating her, and any resistance would bring out his brutal anger. Sobbing, red with embarrassment, Jane reached around and found the hook of her bra. He sat on the edge of his seat, straining for the first glimpse of her naked breasts.

Reluctantly she unhooked the skimpy lace bra and drew it forward and let it slide down off her arms. She was still dancing, as ordered, and her huge snowy-white boobs wobbled heavily, the soft rosy nipples bouncing all around. There was a long moment of silence before they finally gave a loud appreciative whistle.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed, "I never seen a pair of tits that big before!"

"Yeah, great, ain't they?" Kirk laughed.

"Man, oh, man," Joey sighed, "I'd sure like to get my hands on those."

Kirk flashed him a look, and Jane shut up. He just sat on the edge of his chair ogling Jane's big firm, jugs as they wobbled and bounced with her dancing. If it was possible to die of shame, she'd have done it, but there was nothing to save her. She had to endure the horny hot scrutiny of her silky ripe tits and bouncing little nipples. He started licking his skinny lips again.

"Now the panties, teacher." Kirk said wit a malicious laugh. "Take it all off, baby."

"Oh, please," Jane whimpered.

Kirk flashed her a look she knew all too well, and she quickly hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her little lacy bikini panties. Avoiding the excited eyes of the boys, she began inching her panties down as she danced. If Kirk wanted to punish her, he'd found the ideal way. She hated displaying her body in this lewd way to the two grinning young punks.

"Hurry, hurry," Joey panted, practically falling out of his chair, "hurry and show us that pussy."

"Yeah, teach, let us see everything," Kirk laughed.

Jane moved as slowly as she could, but at last the panties were down over the cute little rounds of her ass and then over the glossy brown fur patch of her muff. Blushing furiously, she let the little garment slither down her legs and stepped out of it, totally naked and exposed.

"Fantastic!" Joey exclaimed. "Man, what a body!"

"I told you she was something else," Kirk said, proud that he'd impressed his friend. "She sure beats those dogs we been going around with."

"For sure," Joey sighed. "Man, what a pair of knockers."

Jane felt like something out of a sideshow. She wondered how long Kirk was going to torture her like this, forcing her to show every intimate part of her body to him and his leering friend. She danced before them, enduring their evil grins until she couldn't stand it any mote. Enough was enough. She stopped still and looked coldly at them.

"Hey, teach, keep dancing," Kirk snapped. "I didn't tell you to stop."

"You go to hell, you creep." Jane hissed. "I've had enough of this."

Kirk eyed her furiously. "Okay, baby," he said, "if that's the way you wanta play it, you got it. I was just gonna have you strip for me and my friend, but you been a bad girl. You gotta be punished again. Get over in that chair."

Jane obeyed, knowing she'd almost pushed him too far. She must remember to curb her outbursts. That little maniac could kill her if he got too angry. She went and sat in a nearby chair opposite the boys. It was the same big overstuffed chair she'd sat in last night while Kirk made love to her. She remembered the scene with a deep blush.

"Get your legs up," Kirk ordered.

"W-what do you mean?" Jane said.

"Like you had 'em last night, baby," Kirk said tauntingly. "You gotta remember that."

Jane remembered all too well. Blushing scarlet, she put her long legs up over the arms of the chair, completely exposing her lush moist scarlet pussy. There was absolutely nothing hidden from the boys' mocking, leering eyes. They could see the tiny red lump of her clit, the tiny shadowed mouth of her cunt, even the little light-brown mouth of her asshole. They saw the swollen rosy lips of her pussy and the encircling fringe of delicate brown hairs. Joey gave a snort of excitement.

"Christ," he said, "I gotta get a better look. That okay, Kirk?"

"By my guest," Kirk laughed.

To Jane's horror, Joey came rushing over to kneel between her legs and gawk at her exposed naked pussy. His rat-like face was practically in her crotch. She flashed Kirk a look of hatred, but he just answered with a sadistic grin. She could feel Joey's hot moist breath on her pussy, and his breathing got hotter and faster as he studied her lush red slit.

"Man, this is making me awful horny," Joey sighed. "I sure would like to get some of this. Whaddya say, Kirk?"

"Kirk, no!" Jane gasped. "Not that, please!"

Kirk smiled at both of them, enjoying his position of power. He considered it for a moment, then said coolly, "Well, teach, it ain't right for me to hog you. I think I oughta share you with my friend."

"Hey, right on," Joey said eagerly.

He leaped to his feet and started stripping. Jane couldn't believe it was happening. Even Kirk couldn't be so vile as to just give her away to a stranger. Or could he? He looked calm, even pleased, as he left his chair and strolled over for a better view of the action. He met Jane's horrified eyes with a mocking grin. My God, it was true – he was going to let this filthy little hood fuck her.

Jane, still dazed with disbelief, stared at Joey as he quickly discarded his sneakers, jacket, and t-shirt. As he unzipped his fly she saw that he wasn't wearing shorts. She saw a flail dark bush of brown hairs, small swollen red halls, and his fiercely erect prick hugging his belly. He had a skinny cock, bluish-white, with a deep red head. His swollen little dick was weeping big drops of juice.

"Noooo!" Jane shouted.

She started to bring her legs down, to leap from the chair, but the boys were on her in a flash, Kirk moving behind the chair to hold her shoulders, Joey leaning on her widely parted legs to keep them in place on the arms of the chair. She was trapped. She began to sob desperately. She didn't want to fuck Joey. She felt only disgust and revulsion for him.

"Oh, no, Kirk, please," she wept, "anything but this."

"Anything?" Kirk laughed. "Okay, I'll make a deal. If you don't wanta ball Joey, you can go to class tomorrow and tell them all about us. I bet they'd really dig that."